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My hand sank into her hip,using it to guide her body away then back toward me as I started moving, slow, feeling her out.
“Harder,” she whimpered, slamming her hips back into me.
And, well, when your woman wanted it harder, you gave her what she wanted.
By the time her walls were tightening hard around me, letting me know how close she was getting, our bodies were slick, muscles tensed, her voice was almost loud enough to wake the neighbors, her hands were practically ripping the sheets.
“Come, baby,” I demanded, my hand moving between her thighs to push her over the edge.
She fell with my name screaming from her lips, her pussy convulsing hard around my cock, dragging me with her.
I buried deep, half collapsing over her, pinning her on her belly on the bed, both of us struggling to find our breath, the smell of her hair in my nose, and I found myself breathing deep.
“Noah?”
“Yeah?”
“I can’t breathe,” she told me, sounding like she was smiling. I pressed up, leaned down to press a kiss into her ass cheek before moving away to toss the condom into the garbage under her desk, making a mental note to toss that into the bin out by the garage so the staff didn’t see. “So, I said, sitting down next to her as she rolled onto her side to look up at me. “Before you so rudely interrupted me,” I started, making a chuckle move through her, “I was coming in here to tell you that I made dinner.”
“A more beautiful poem I have never heard,” she told me as she rolled onto her back, pressing a hand to her empty belly. Completely and utterly comfortable with her nudity. Which was good. Because I had plans to keep her naked as often as possible. “Know what might make it even more beautiful?”
“What’s that?” I asked, resisting the urge to trace her soft skin, knowing it would just start things all over again, and she hadn’t eaten.
“Eating it in bed,” she told me. “I haven’t been able to do that in ages.”
“Dinner in bed it is,” I told her, hopping back into my jeans, not bothering with a shirt. “I’ll meet you back… no?” I asked when her head started shaking.
“No,” she told me with a nod. “Not here. My bed.”
That felt big to me, taking things from a neutral room to hers. Her bed. Naked. Eating dinner. Yeah, couldn’t think of a single better way to spend the night.
“Alright. Your bed. Meet you there in ten.”
With that, we had dinner. Naked in her bed.
I excused myself to deal with the cleanup, the garbage, our scattered clothes in her craft room, planning to go back up to just give her a kiss goodnight. But when I leaned in, she grabbed me, trying to pull me down with her.
“Let me lock the door,” I told her, sneaking down the hall first to lock mine from the outside. Just in case her staff was that level of nosy, then made my way back to spend the night with her.
We were startled awake the next morning by Maritza trying to open the door, finding it locked.
Jenny shot up in the bed, her hair fucking everywhere, and seeing someone so put-together looking so mussed was priceless.
“Missus?” Maritza called.
“I’m changing,” Jenny called, lying easily. “I’ll be down in a few moments.”
I could have sworn I heard Maritza cluck her tongue, making Jenny roll her eyes when she looked back at me.
“Maybe she will think twice before she,” she started in a whisper, trailing off with a brow furrow, “what?”
I reached up, patting down her crazy hair, making knowledge light her eyes.
“I must be a mess.”
“Had a good time messing you up though,” I told her, making her smile go sweet. “Okay, let me get myself together. Then we’ll sneak you out,” she said, hopping up onto her knees, body buzzing with excitement, like this was fun. And, well, maybe it was.
I’d never needed to sneak around before, having gone from a household with few rules right into the military where there weren’t really any chances to sneak around straight to adulthood where there was no need to sneak around.
Jenny came back out ten minutes later, her hair neat, her face a bit dewy still from her moisturizer, dressed in light wash skinny jeans and a tight plum long-sleeve tee, an outfit that showed off the subtle curves of hers that I suspected were getting just the teensiest bit rounder. Which I was all for.
“Alright,” she said, going over to the door, peeking out, then tiptoeing down the hall to make sure no one was around while I got back into my pants, meeting her at her door after stealing a bobby pin out of her nightstand.
As I moved past her, she went up on her tiptoes, pressing a quick peck to my cheek with a shy smile.
